it is all good, but there is always room for improvement.

it is often easier to hide behind all of these words,these pages,these ideas,then to face the world that is out therejust beyond my windowjust beyond my reach.believing to be all to realmuch to painfulmuch to something other then what I want it to be

so I use my booksmy wordsto shield myself from harms ways

I cloud the issue with to many cigarettesI muddle the issue with to much coffeebeing much to careful as to who I let inwho I will let understandwho will understand,or even believe all of it to be truetrying not to walk away from it alland live to write another day.